Page 103 of The Devil's Reward
“Maybe he only just figured it out and Dagger told Dmitri’s men so they killed him to make sure he didn’t alert us?” Hulk suggests.
“The why doesn’t matter right now,” Bullet snaps. “What matters is we need to find out where Dmitri’s man is taking him and Quinn. Quinn is our main priority.”
Cryos’s computer pings and he lets out a noise of satisfaction. “Got him,” he says happily. He clicks a few buttons and up on the screen is the picture of the very man who was at the back door. “Isidor Moskal, hit man and all around scumbag for the mafia. He moves around, and doesn’t belong to any one faction. He’s suspected of being on the payroll of the Pakhan himself, but there’s nothing to prove it. Which means that if he’s in town, Dmitri isn’t only planning on offing our mole. He’s planning something big.”
“We can worry about that later,” I say impatiently. “Is there anything that says where he could be heading? Any known places that Dmitri might make him go?”
“He’s not from around here so I don’t have anything other than the places we know that Dmitri might frequent,” Cryos returns.
“Hulk, you and Timber check out the garage,” Bullet barks. “Frost, you and Bowie head for the old asylum. Shadow, you and Sniper go to the farmhouse you checked out with Viper. Everyone else, get on your bikes and check everywhere you can think of. We search this entire goddamn town until we find them. You see anything, you call for the rest and don’t engage without backup. Understood?”
We all nod, but there is no way in hell I’ll be waiting to grab Quinn. I can handle myself.
We’re all up and out of our chairs and heading for the door. There’s no time to waste.
Suddenly Bullet yells for everyone to stop and we all turn to look at him in question. “It’s Syn,” he says, holding up his phone. “Cryos, put a trace on the call. I want to know where she’s at.”
“On it,” he says and gets to work as Bullet answers.
“You’re going to get yourself in trouble, young lady,” Bullet tells her gruffly.
“Yeah, you can yell at me later,” Syn says into the phone. “I’ve followed them and I got the plate number of the vehicle.” She rattles it off and Cryos immediately gets to work. “Quinn was fine, but scared. Dagger and the big brute were arguing before they drove off. I have a tracking chip on my phone, so make sure you’re on my ass because I’m following them.”
“Get your ass back here, woman,” Stone barks, anger, and possibly concern, covering his face. “We’ll get them.”
“When have I ever listened to you?” she retorts, and then she’s gone.
Stone curses. “Her ass is getting tied to the damn bed when I get my hands on her,” he growls, and from the look in his eyes I have no doubt that he means it.
“Let’s ride!” Bullet shouts. It’s a flurry of motion as everyone springs into action. “Cryos, you’re with me in the SUV. Brothers, we rescue Quinn; everyone else, they can burn in hell.”
“What about Dagger?” King asks.
“If we can take him, then do it. We’ll exact our own justice before he meets his maker, but if not, let the little bastard burn right along with the rest of them.”
There’s a roar of agreement and we leave the room. My stomach is burning with uncontrollable anger and worry for Quinn. I promised her I would keep her and Macy safe, and I’ve failed. Now she’s in the hands of some of the worst men out there, and I want her back.
I stop when I see Viper coming towards us, face pale and his arm in a sling, Medic on his heels and looking annoyed. “I’m going with you,” Viper announces.
“No, you need to stay here,” Bullet replies. “You just got fucking shot.”
“And you just got out of the hospital after nearly dying,” Viper fires back, eyes stubborn.
“Good thing I’m President and can do whatever the hell I want,” Bullet says.
“How about instead of arguing we get to work?” I bark, pissed. I look at Viper. “I need you to stay here and protect the women and Macy. She’s more comfortable with you than the others. There’s a chance that someone is going to come back and try and finish the job here with everyone else, and there is no one else I trust with her more than you.”
Some of the fight goes out of him and he nods. “Alright. But I want to be kept in the loop,” he says with a hard look.
“Done,” I promise. “Medic, are you staying here or coming with us?”
“I’ll be here,” he says. “Not that I don’t want in on the action, but with everyone here mostly being out of commission, probably best I’m around in case of any problems.”
“Good. Send Crypt up, he’s coming with us,” I say, which makes Bullet look at me sharply. “He’s fresh out of the Forces, and all his instincts are fresh and sharp. I want him there as back up in case things go south.”
Bullet nods. “Fine. The more men that know what the hell to do with this, the better. Now let’s go.”
As we head outside, Cryos yells, “They’re heading for the old asylum.”
